Wednesday, March 08, 2006
I really, really, really, REALLY hate traffic. When your daily commute to school ranges from over 1 hour to 1.5 hours one way, everyday, most of which is sitting in your car on a freeway-turned-parking-lot, it really irritates me. Add into the traffic mix stupid soccer moms and their swerving SUVs, mid-life crisis corporate monkeys and their speeding luxury sedans, and sleepy truckdrivers with their loosely tied down cargo... my mornings and late afternoons are filled with a lot of yelling, derogatory remarks about parentage, and unfriendly hand gestures.
Music from bumpin' from the playlist only seems to keep me sane half the time.
Did I mention I'm also a slave to the traffic flow map?
YARRRGGGHHH, traffic. (I should explain "yarrrghh" in another entry...)
It's finals week. The nice thing about being a graduate student in my program is that I don't have to worry about tests. The not so nice thing is that I have to worry about group presentations and a crapload of papers, one of which is another 20+ page unit plan paper.
GRATEFUL TODAY FOR: Near end of the quarter, hot soup.
tests have always been my scholastic downfall -- glad to hear it's less of a worry in grad school. something to look forward to =PPost a Comment